Heaven.
Hell.
Just fuck.
My hands grip the sides of her hips as she flexes those muscles around me. Once. Twice.
“Lennox,” I warn, as her chuckle fills the room.
She’s in control now. She owns me in this moment. With her pussy. With her confidence. With how damn good she feels.
And I snap.
Control lost.
My hips slam against hers. I thrust over and over in a punishing pace encouraged by her words. Oh my God. Harder. Yes. Right there. Faster. Don’t stop. I’m coming again. Rush. Rush.
And when she tightens around me this time, I lose the battle but win the damn war. I empty myself into her, my hips jerking, my vision going black, her name a groan of bliss on my lips.’”
“I lose the battle but win the damn war. That’s rather poetic when talking about fucking, don’t you think?” He chuckles. “Look at me, Ellery.” He pauses and adjusts his hips so I most definitely feel how hard he is, how turned on he is, pressing against my lower belly. “Look. At. Me.”
“Hmm?” I flash my eyes up. He’s so goddamn gorgeous it hurts to look at him.
“You’re telling me, I can talk dirty to you, I can run my tongue over and in every inch of you, but you squirm when I read these hot-as-hell scenes to you?”
“Ford.” I sigh his name out as he leans forward and tugs on my ear, the warmth of his breath sending chills over my body.
“Do you want me to do this to you, Ellery?” A nip of my bottom lip. “Does it turn you on?” A tug of my nipple through the fabric of my tank top. “Do you want to act out this scene?” He leans back and slips his hand between my thighs to feel the heat there, the arousal soaking through my shorts. “Well, well, well. It appears you do.”
“Ford,” I repeat on a strangled moan.
He leans forward again, his lips taunting mine with an almost kiss. “I’m only in trouble when you say my middle name after it . . . and I don’t think I’m in trouble right now.”
I already want him. I’m already more than wet for him, but I startle when his hands rest on my ass and squeeze.
That action is followed by him burying his nose into my slit and taking one long slide of his tongue from my entrance back up. My breath catches. Every muscle affected by the lick of his tongue tightens in anticipation. Every part of me wants.
“I’m going to fuck you, Sidney.” Another lick. “I’m going to bury my cock in this tight pussy of yours.” His breath hot against my tender flesh. “Then I’m going to slip my finger into your ass.” The soft press of his thumb against my rim of muscles. “I’m going to fuck you with both so that when you come, every single damn part of you does.” The slide of his tongue into my pussy so that every part of his face is buried against me. “Do you understand?”
I nod, the dark promise of his words an aphrodisiac poured on top of the seduction he’s already plied me with.
“Uh-uh-uh,” he murmurs as he fists my hair in his hand and gently pulls my head back as he runs the tip of his nose up the length of my spine. His finger slips into me just as his mouth reaches my ear and his dick presses against my thigh. “No nods.” He works his fingers in and out of me, the sound of how wet I am filling the room. “No easy way out.” They slide back out and the trace of his coated fingertip travels up the crease of my ass and then down. “I want you to make noise, Princess.” The tug of his teeth on my ear as his fingers tuck back in and curve against my G-spot. “I want you to scream.” A soft tug of my hair. “And I want to know you know who’s making you scream.”
“I’m sensing a theme here.” His eyes are heavy with desire. His breaths shallow. His fingers run up and down the seam of my shorts so that the fabric is now damp. My pussy’s already swollen with desire. He rises from the bed. “Take off your clothes, Ellery.”
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Ellery
His words are like putting gasoline on a fire.
I’m already primed, already turned on, and now he’s going to order me around? Yes. Please. There’s something to be said about a man who likes to take control in the bedroom.
And I’m all for it.
I take my time stripping my clothes off. My tank top. My shorts. I take pleasure in watching his eyes darken and nostrils flare as I do so, followed by a lick of my lips and the slide of my hand between my thighs.
The sound of slick flesh in the room as I let my head fall back and moan. He’s primed me all right. Now he just needs to finish the job.
“Ellery.” His voice breaks, and it’s the only sign he’s affected—well, besides his rock-hard cock he’s currently stroking. His thumb capturing the precum and rubbing it around the head. “Turn around on your knees and grab the headboard.”
“Grab the headboard?” I ask coyly.
His teeth sink into his bottom lip as he crawls onto the bed, cock still in hand.
“Mm-hmm. You’re going to need something to hold on to.” He reaches out and squeezes my breast ever so slightly. “Don’t make me ask twice.”
“Or else?”
Before I finish the words, I’m flipped over on my stomach and he smacks me on the ass. “Or else I get mine before you get yours.”
Jesus. Who knew Ford had this side to him?
I’m all for it.
“Now up on your knees and spread them wide so I can admire what I want to fuck.”
I do as I’m told, my ass in the air, my hands on the headboard. I jolt at the warmth of his mouth on the back of my neck, and the feel of his body as it ghosts mine where his erection presses between my ass.
“You like these books. These scenes. How about I prove to you that what happens in books isn’t just fiction? That you can have it in real life too.” He nips my shoulder and then sucks on the sting of it, all while reaching around and rubbing his fingers over my clit.
I lean my head back on his shoulder as he plays with me. As he preps me. As he readies me to be fucked and owned by him.
I moan as the pleasure takes over. As his fingers work and his tongue licks and as his dick swells against me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ellery. Your body. Your mind. Your determination. This pussy.” He whispers each word against my skin. Each word further turns me on. “On your hands. Show me that pretty ass of yours.”
I obey, the cool air of the room hitting the wetness at my core, illustrating how vulnerable I am to him. How much I must want him to allow him to demand and for me to comply.
A gasp. That’s all I can manage as he unexpectedly slides his tongue into my center before running it up and over the tight rim of muscles there.
“God, you turn me on.” His teeth sink gently into my ass cheek.
“Ford.”
And before the word leaves my lips, Ford pushes into me in one, determined stroke. Our dual cries fill the room—pleasure personified.
“The best part about this position? I can fill you deeper than any other way. Do you feel that? Can I fill you any fuller?” He groans as he pushes in a bit more and grinds his hips against my ass.
I drop my head and absorb the pleasure as he begins to move. In. Out. His hands gripping my ass and spreading my cheeks farther apart so he can push deeper in.